Suprise meetings
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Summary: Rory is on an assignment at a meringue lesson. And when she and another reporter are asked to dance together... What will happen? AU lit.
A/N: So this chapter is up! I want to thank everybody so much for reviewing. So I have decided to go with this story and not make this a one-shot. I hope I won't disappoint you guys with this next chapter. And as always, I want to give big credit to my lovely BETA, Just A Girl Of The Hollow x3.
Chapter 02
"Okay, let's go," he said
Flutter, flutter in my stomach, an extreme red face. What more could I wish for? Okay, just stay calm. You and Jess are just going to get a drink... I can do that right?
"How did you come here?" He asked
I snapped out of my daze. "I took a cab, my car is at the garage, something was loose, or stuck or broken, I don't now exactly what was wrong with it, but I know something was…" I finished flushed, when I knew I was already rambling again.
He chuckled, "Hey, not a problem. I drove here. So I can drive you home later on, if you want of course. So, where do you want to go?"
"Well, I don't go out that much. So except for the diner Dave's I don't know anything good around here". I said.
"Well I know a place, it's not to shabby," he said smiling at me.
"Well, let's go check it out," I said smiling back
We walked towards his car, it was a nice car, a bit of an old car, but it was not a wreck or anything. I got into the car. He turned on the radio.
"I have some music under your car seat. You can choose," he said.
I look under the seat. There were 3 CDs, a Coldplay CD, although I didn't picture him as a Coldplay-kinda-guy, a band I didn't know, and a mixed CD. So I decided to go with the mix, interested to hear what music was on there. I put the CD in and then came: Patrick Swayze – She's Like The Wind.
I chuckled. "You like Patrick Swayze?" I asked while laughing.
He laughed. "What can I say, he had his moments." I laughed even harder. "My Mom would absolutely love you".
He smirked. "Why is that?"
"Well, she always has of course the fantasy that someday Patrick will turn around and fall into her arms. That's one. But second she always said that a guy is only a great catch if he was into Patrick Swayze," I said while laughing even harder.
"Well, than I hope tonight goes well for you, since I am the catch right now," he said chuckling. My laughing stopped there, a blush coming onto my cheeks. "Just kidding". He said. And than we both busted into laughter.
"So here we are. I know it doesn't look like much, but..." He started, but I interrupted him.
"It looks great Jess. Come on, let's go in," I said, while smiling weakly at him.
He grabbed my hand and we walked inside. He is so good looking. No, not good looking. I think he is pretty, no beautiful, yes I think he is absolutely beautiful. We entered the place called Joe. The inside was nice, like a little café, very cozy. It looked like one of those places out of an old English movie or something. Jess walked into the back of the café where he found a table next to a window, but not surrounded by other people.
"So what do you think?" He said.
"It looks really great, so cozy! It looks like one of those old, English movies," I said while looking around and smiling at the place.
"Glad you like it," he said while lightly touching my hand. I blushed and looked down at the table. A waitress came to our table. "What will you guys have?" She asked.
"Uh, a beer for me, and a…." He ordered.
"A coffee for me please," I finished.
She walked away to make our drinks. I looked up at Jess; his brown eyes were staring at me very intensely. And I am trying to keep my face under control.
"So, how did you come to that lesson tonight?" He said smirking at me.
"Well, that's a funny story. Or no, it really isn't. See first I was an intern at The New York Times then they offered me a job. This was one of first assignments. Well so, we were with this group, and my boss asked who wanted to this article. But nobody really wanted it. So he asked which one of us was single, well guess what, apparently I am the only single at the times," I explained.
He began laughing. "Guess what, exact same story happened to me," he said chuckling.
"Seriously?" I said laughing back. "But are you really single, I just can't imagine!" I said shyly.
"Why can't you imagine me as single?" He said.
"Well, no, I mean yes. Uh, I just meant that you were, uh are, uh you are good looking, or, and…" I said rambling. I blushed furiously.
"Well thank you Miss. Gilmore, for thinking that I am good looking. I mean I am no Patrick Swayze, but….." He said smirking.
"Haha, very funny mister Mariano," I replied.
"What can I say, I'm a funny guy," he said while laughing. I gave him a withering stare.
"Okay, I'll stop. A stare like that could kill you. But tell me something about you," he said, while giving me this big smirk.
"Well, I'm from Stars Hollow, Connecticut. I grew up there. It was just me and my mom. My dad has never been there for me. My mom got pregnant at the age of sixteen, and from the moment I was born, he was gone. But my mother is now finally happily married with Luke. He's like a father to me, always have and always will be. Well, what more can I say? I went to Chilton and after that Yale. From which I graduated and then I got an internship at The Times and well the rest…." I finished. "Your turn." I said smiling eagerly.
"Well I grew up right here in New York. I have lived here all of my life. I never had a dad or a mom. Dad left the day he found out that my mother was pregnant. And my mother, well she was always drunk, always chose the wrong boyfriends, who would beat her, beat me…. I dropped out of high school, but later on I got my GED and I wrote some short articles. A buddy of mine sent them as a joke to The Sun, but they liked them, and the next thing I knew, I was starting on my first day," he said.
While he said that the boyfriends had beaten him, I grabbed his hand. I realize our hands our still together. He looks at our hands. I look at him, he looks at me. We smile.
"Maybe we should go, since it's already twelve," he smirked at me.
"Is it already that late? I lost track of time," I said blushing.
"Come on, let's go. I'll bring you home," he said while holding out his hand. I grabbed it, and I smiled brightly at him.
While driving back to my house, I thought how amazing this night had been. I wish it would never end.
"So, here we are," he said smiling.
"Yeah, here we are," I said back smiling.
"I had an amazing time tonight with you," he said.
"Same here, maybe we could do this again sometime?" I said looking down with a blush.
"That would be really great..." He said while coming closer to me.
"Great, yeah…" I said flushed, while closing my eyes.
His lips softly touched mine. I thought I felt a spark. Both of my knees went weak. I brought my hand up and into his hair. He pulled me closer. I moaned. He took advantage and slipped his tongue in. The feeling was overwhelming. Our tongues duelling. His hands settled on my waist. We pulled away breathlessly.
"Do you maybe want to come in?" I said breathlessly.
"Okay," he said smiling at me.